Page 20 of Daddy Issues

My dick hardens in my jeans, reminding me of its presence as I let myself relive that night together. It’s been a dirty montage replaying in my mind for the last week. Being forty-two, I’ve had my fair share of hookups, fuck buddies, one-night stands, and girlfriends—mostly in my younger years, pre-Mila—but nothing could have prepared me for sex with Hailey. It was as if she was made for just me. We fit together perfectly, our bodies in sync, not a moment of awkwardness, only pure, unadulterated desire and carnal need.

My palm slinks down to my straining dick, rubbing over the tight fabric of my jeans, hoping for a bit of relief but knowing I’ll ultimately end up going upstairs to jerk off to those pretty whiskey eyes. But then I remember her words and our agreement.Free use.

I nearly spill the contents of my tumbler as I jump to my feet like an eager teenager. This past week has been a long one, and while we’ve shared a few flirty moments, I fell right back into the ease of just living together with Mila in the house. There hasn’t been time to consider taking her up on the offer or seeking her out.

Locking up the house, I make my way down the hallway, my dick throbbing, my hands itching to touch that silky skin, my mouth watering to suck on her sweet little clit.

My hand hovers over her doorknob, hesitating for a split second before remembering her desire to have me sneak into her room while she sleeps. Fuck, she’s goddamn perfect.

Without letting my morals rise to the surface, allowing my lust to take the lead, I slip into Hailey’s room. I’ve never been more thankful that my guest room was on a different floor from my daughter’s. Ever so quietly, I close the door behind me, flicking the lock after it clicks closed. Hailey’s bed sits in the center of the room, her prone body lying peacefully under a blanket. Careful with each of my footfalls, I walk over to the side of the bed, studying her sweet face. Short blonde hair is splayed out across the dark navy blue of the pillow, her supple lips open slightly, breathing so soft and shallow.

She’s lying on her side, the top of her bare shoulder peeking out from under the thick blanket that covers her. My dick is standing at full mast in anticipation of everything to come, but I’m unsure exactly where I want to start with her. My eyes trace over her body, finding her dainty wrist bare of fabric or color—no pink scrunchie means she’s open to play.

Stripping out of my clothes and leaving them in a heap on the floor, I reach for the blanket that’s separating me from her perfect body and slowly pull it down to discover what’s under it. Like unwrapping a highly anticipated present, inch by glorious inch, she’s revealed to me. My cock throbs painfully against my abdomen, my mouth falling slightly open when I realize she’s sleeping completely fucking naked. Pushing the blankets off to the side, leaving her completely exposed, the cool air hits her warm flesh, prickling it with goosebumps that I want to trace with my tongue.

Hailey rolls to her back, letting her legs fall open, giving me access to what I came here for—pussy so damn good I’ll never be the same since having it. She doesn’t wake up, and it stirs something inside me. The idea of playing with her while she sleeps, having her wake up while I’m working her body into an orgasm. My cock jumps at the thought.

I trace my fingers up the length of her legs, skin so soft under my rough fingertips—unmarred, so supple, and goddamn delicious. My fingers continue their climb to the inside of her thighs, slowly dragging through the sexy little crease of her pussy. I nearly groan out loud at that first contact and my mouth salivates, wanting another taste.

Fuck getting my dick wet, I want her to slowly wake up with my mouth on her pussy. Getting comfortable on my stomach between her legs, careful not to jostle the bed too much, my face lined up with my new favorite toy, I take a tentative, slow lick over her lips with the flat of my tongue. The moan that rolls out of me comes from somewhere deep as her sweet tang hits my taste buds. She pulls a part of me that has lain dormant for so long to the front, my mind foggy with lust but also clearer than ever before. I place an open-mouthed kiss to her pussy, letting my tongue flick between her lips as I breathe in a deep inhale of her sweet scent.

“Graham?” she whines, her voice groggy and thick with sleep.

“Shh, honey, it’s me,” I whisper as I take another slow swipe of her center.

“This what you want, Graham?”

“Yeah, honey, it’s exactly what I want.”

“Use me, take what you need.”

Fuck. Where did this girl come from and how did I get so lucky?

“Not until I make you come on my tongue, Hailey. That’s what I need.”

Her hands reach down, combing through my hair as I lick through her center, finding my way to her sweet spot—that swollen little clit that’s throbbing for attention. Using my thumbs to spread her open, I take a second to look at her pink center, moisture building at her core.

Using the flat of my tongue, I lick up her arousal, moaning against her skin as I do.

“I love the taste of your pussy,” I mumble as I eat her, finding a rhythm, remembering the things that made her body react the first time I had her like this. “I can’t get enough, honey,” I groan as I press my face in closer to her core. “Fuck, Hailey.” And just like last time, something snaps. Grabbing her hips, I yank her onto my waiting open mouth, devouring her.

“Oh! Graham!” she cries as her hands grapple for purchase on the bedsheets.

Her body arches further into my mouth, nearly suffocating me. She lets me have my way with her, licking her pussy, sucking on her swollen clit as it throbs against my tongue.

“You’re gonna make me come, Graham. Feels. So. Goooood.”

“Fuck yeah, Hailey. Let me have it.”

Her body starts to shake, her clit pulsing as I suck gently on it. Her lower back arches, just as I remember, and she combusts. I lick her through her orgasm, lapping up the sudden flood of arousal, feeling feral to swallow down every bit of her.

“Too sensitive. Graham . . .” she moans, and I pull back, sitting up between her legs.

“You just taste so fucking good, honey. I’m greedy for you. You like coming on my tongue? Like it when I eat your little pussy until you’re flooding my mouth with your cum?”

“Jesus. Yes. So much.”

“Good girl. Cause I’m gonna want more of it,” I admit.

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